The moment the giant blood-colored wolf was smashed apart by Xiao Fan's slap, Sky Wolf's entire body seemed to have lost all support. His sturdy body suddenly fell to the ground with a loud bang. The skin on his body cracked inch by inch, and dark red blood continuously flowed out from his cracked skin. In the blink of an eye, the entire ground was dyed red!
As for Tian Lang himself, his life aura rapidly weakened. In an instant, it had reached the lowest point and could no longer be heard.
Tian Lang was dead!
Outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield, everyone was in a daze as they stared at Tian Lang's blood-soaked corpse.
After the previous ten supreme celestial prodigies, Tian Lang, one of the strongest, had also died in the Ancient Ming Battlefield. He had been slain by Xiao Fan.
Everything that had happened in the Ancient Ming Battlefield was constantly stimulating everyone's nerves and challenging the limits of their thinking.
"What?"
Lin Qingfang, Leng Qianqiu, and the others, who were already close to Xiao Fan, came to an abrupt halt when they saw the giant blood-red wolf being killed before it could even touch the corner of Xiao Fan's clothes. Their faces changed drastically, turning as pale as paper as they involuntarily shrieked.
They did not expect that even Tian Lang, who had risked his life, was unable to injure Xiao Fan. Instead, Tian Lang was still swatted to death by Xiao Fan's palm. In that case, what was the point of their joint attack?
"Run!"
Lin Qingfang, Zheng Xu, Zhao Ying, Leng Qianqiu, and Qin Potian could no longer control themselves. They no longer had the pride and confidence of being the most outstanding prodigies in the Spirit Domain. Instead, they were filled with intense panic. Like stray dogs, they no longer dared to kill Xiao Fan. Instead, they turned and fled!
The others were the same. Their faces were as pale as paper, and the alliance they had formed crumbled in an instant. Some scattered like birds and beasts.
However!
How could they possibly escape?
The boiling black light on the tip of Xiao Fan's finger whizzed over. In an instant, it enveloped all of them within it. Everyone seemed to have been struck by lightning within the boiling black light. Instantly, all of them froze on the spot, unable to take even half a step away.
After which, the crowd began to be swallowed by the boiling black light one by one. Accompanied by shrill screams, the bodies of everyone who was swallowed by the boiling black light shattered bit by bit, turning into fingernail-sized pieces of flesh that shot in all directions!
In the blink of an eye, apart from Lin Qingfang's group of six, Overlord Sword, Xiong Jian, and the rest of the Heavenly Sword Mountain people who were still resisting the boiling black light with great difficulty and despair, the rest of the people had their bodies shattered. All of their vitality had been cut off, and their auras had been extinguished. They had died on the spot and would forever sleep in the Ancient Ming Battlefield.
Lin Qingfang's group of six, Overlord Sword, Xiong Jian, and the rest of the Heavenly Sword Mountain people who were struggling in the end could only put up a futile resistance. Their bodies began to shatter inch by inch starting from their feet. Intense pain instantly spread throughout their bodies, causing them to scream involuntarily.
Leng Qianqiu's beautiful face was filled with malevolence. She looked as terrifying as a female ghost. She screamed hoarsely, her eyes filled with hatred. She wanted nothing more than to bite Xiao Fan.
However, she had only opened her mouth when the boiling black light suddenly surged, instantly enveloping her entire body below her head. Her originally beautiful body shattered into millions of pieces of flesh on the spot, scattering in all directions.
Leng Qianqiu's beautiful head let out one last shrill scream before the boiling black light completely swallowed her. Her head instantly shattered, and she followed in Tian Lang's footsteps.
Leng Qianqiu, dead!
"Attack the Dragon Devouring Mountain!" The bigwigs of the Cold Moon Sect saw this scene and roared in unison outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield. Their voices shook the heavens, and then they led all the people of the Cold Moon Sect out of the Ancient Ming Battlefield and rushed towards the distance.
"Laozu, save, save me!" Zhao Ying looked at the sky and called for help from the bigwigs of the Conqueror Martial Sect through the three thousand light screens outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield. His handsome face was filled with fear and trembling.
"Zhao Ying, hold on. The Laozu Sect has already moved and will arrive here in a moment. Then they will use a great method to rescue you from the Ancient Ming Battlefield!" The bigwigs of the Conqueror Martial Sect were also faintly trembling. Then, one of them shouted with intense fear and anxiety, regardless of whether Zhao Ying could hear.
However, just as this bigwig of the Conqueror Martial Sect finished speaking, the boiling black light in the Ancient Ming Battlefield that had already swallowed Zhao Ying's lower body suddenly expanded tenfold, directly swallowing Zhao Ying's entire body.
In the next second, the boiling black light suddenly dissipated and disappeared without a trace. But where was Zhao Ying's figure?
There was only a small piece of flesh on the ground, and the torn pieces of clothing proved that the small piece of flesh on the ground was once one of the strongest prodigies of the Spirit Realm, Zhao Ying!
Zhao Ying, dead!
"Xiao Fan, I am a disciple of the Dark Realm's Myriad Bone Forest. If you dare to kill me, the Myriad Bone Forest will …!" At the juncture of life and death, Qin Potian finally revealed his true identity and shouted with a crazed expression. His voice was transmitted to everyone's ears.
However, Xiao Fan was completely indifferent to Qin Potian's shout. Grabbing at the void, before the boiling black light could swallow Qin Potian, Xiao Fan grabbed at the void and crushed Qin Potian's head.
Qin Potian, dead!
In the blink of an eye, only Lin Qingfang and Zheng Xu were left of the group of supreme prodigies that had surrounded Xiao Fan. The other fourteen were all dead!
Looking at the scene within the Ancient Ming Battlefield, everyone outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield was completely dumbfounded and terrified. One must know that the Spirit Domain only had a total of twenty or so utmost celestial geniuses. But now, Xiao Fan had killed a total of fourteen of them, or two-thirds of them.
It could be said that the top battle strength of the Spirit Realm's younger generation had been completely wiped out by Xiao Fan!
At this point, who could still maintain their calm?
Everyone was so shocked by this scene that they almost couldn't breathe, and were close to suffocating to death.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
In the end, only Lin Qingfang and Zheng Xu were left. However, they were only able to endure for a couple of breaths after the others died. Soon after, their bodies were also shattered under the boiling black light. Their faces were filled with endless fear and deep hatred towards Xiao Fan as their heads were shattered on the spot, turning into countless pieces of flesh that splattered all over the ground.
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